SAB Psalms 6

Psalms

Dead people don't remember you

6:1-10

To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith, A Psalm of David.

¹ O LORD, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

Oh God, don't be angry with me.

² Have mercy upon me, O LORD; for I am weak: O LORD, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

³ My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O LORD, how long?

⁴ Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.

Have mercy on me because my bones and soul are vexed.

⁵For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

Because dead people don't remember or thank you. [1]

⁶ I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

I'm tired of groaning.

My bed is swimming in my tears.

⁷ Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

I'm blind with grief.

⁸ Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the LORD hath heard the voice of my weeping.

⁹ The LORD hath heard my supplication; the LORD will receive my prayer.

Get away from me, you evil people!

Because God has heard my crying.

¹⁰ Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.

Let all my enemies be ashamed and vexed.